Hello Traves, my old friend!
I'm glad I'll be reviewing a villanelle. This is the first time, I'll be doing it and it will definitely be a learning experience for me.
Here is my review :
I like how the whole poem has pastoral/rustic/countryside-folk overtones throughout the length. It's a beautiful theme you have come up with, at the same time it honors traditional villanelles.
broken-in
This is a lovely word, that you have used there, sometimes these small simple decisions amplify the beauty of poetry.
and sometimes, that’s all there is to it.
This refrain has a nice alliteration, what makes it better is a combination of soft and hard 't' consonant sounds. I like this refrain except, at certain parts this refrain pushes me to a mental jog to identify pronoun-noun matchings. For eg
I’ve been here before like the moonbeam that laces
this night and sometimes, that’s all there is to it.
This sentence has 'this' and 'that' as a conjunction, an adjective and a pronoun in the same order, along with pronouns 'there' and 'it'. This becomes a small mental exercise for me to have it sorted.
for leaving homes behind [May be, we need a comma here.] this might not be it,
I realize. Only people fill others’ empty spaces
These lines are beautiful with their meaning.
My favorite lines and my interpretations. Correct me in a comment if I am wrong. :
An intense urge to mend a needless rift
left years ago, ends in imagined embraces
The character wished to make amends with someone for something done too old, he does it in imaginary embraces.
It blows in jagged parts of me that don’t quite fit
so I’ll look for sandpaper in the next town’s graces—
The character is leaving the town, and he feels himself to be an outcast, a pariah, conveyed by the phrase - "jagged parts of me that don't quite fit". He searches for sandpaper to fix himself, a symbol of peaceful refuge, in a different town [the guilt makes him use the word sandpaper, a correcting device, although he is just searching for refuge, he doesn't need to reshape himself, he needs a mold to fit in].
I loved the whole poem. All rules of villanelle have been perfectly followed. It's really subtle, and you have played with words magically, it gives a secondary pleasure to the reader when he/she/[other pronouns] deciphers what you intended to convey beneath layers of subtle abstractions. The theme is melancholic, but not blue-melancholic, a different shade altogether. It's melancholy set in yellow-countryside, a new and fresh theme for me. It was a wonderful experience both reading and reviewing.
Keep writing!
Points: 568
Reviews: 16
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